A portrait that is also a sweet memento of all the cups of tea Kathleen and I had in the chalet. I lived there for almost seven years, and I met Kathleen the day after I moved in. It was the beginning of a wonderful friendship. She entered her ninth decade this year, but the painting isn't lying; she looks younger every time I see her and seems to have more energy than I do.

(The second photo shows the painting in its temporary home in our new house before Kathleen collected it. )